Descending
taphophilia:

Flowery Grave by podsix on Flickr.
12:52"The dark woods still rustle around me; the rich flowering grass and the bright flowers, which were my cradle, still shed their fragrance about me." — E.T.A. Hoffmann, The Devil’s Elixirs (1816)

(Source: funeral-wreaths, via stayven-carnivale)

beyond-the-canvas:

Berthe Morisot, Julie Daydreaming. 1894, oil on canvas. Private collection.
beckoningforest:

The Collector by Spiritor-Witch
dethjunkie:

Michael Culhane
leprincelointain:

Richard Dehmel (1863-1920), “Secret”.Dans le sombre abîme de la montagnela lune est revenue.Une voix chante près de la chute d’eau :Ô bien-aimée, ton plus grand plaisiret ta douleur la plus aiguëSont mon bonheur.Thomas Francis Dicksee (1819-1895), Juliet - 1877.